The thing with wanting what you can't have is that it makes you wetter just wanting it.
Looking across the room of the club I see him. He's working, his fitted shirt undone giving you a sexy glimpse of the bare skin underneath, the twinkle in his eye. He catches my attention and winks at me and I feel my pussy get wet.
I want him and I know he wants me but I can't have him! I'm wearing a short sexy dress with crotchless Fishnets and heels which obviously pleases him judging by that naughty smile on his face.
He asks me when we are alone if I would like a drink when he finishes work and without hesitating my wet pussy decided it just had to happen.
My pussy aches as time goes slow as I wait for the end of the night. The fantasies going through my head make my pussy drip and soak these lace panties that I hope he will see when I accidently bend too far over.
The end of the night comes and..... |
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